The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 888

Isaac had been a vigilant sentinel inside the room, not leaving Grace’s side for a moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, Noel approached Brittany with teary eyes. “Brittany, Grandma wishes to see you.”

Brittany met Noel’s gaze, and a smile reflexively graced her lips despite the situation. “Okay.”

Noel could see that even Brittany was panicking inside; his eyes dimmed with a shadow of unease.

Brittany entered the hospital room to find Grace drained by her ordeal, her cheeks hollowed and her frame frail.

The distant cries of the Salter kin echoed through the halls.

“Zac, would you mind stepping outside?” Grace’s voice was weak but insistent, clearly, she had something to discuss with Brittany alone.

Isaac’s eyes were rimmed red, bloodshot with fatigue, as he strode out, leaving them in privacy.

as she faced Grace. “Grandma, whatever

a stark contrast to her former vitality. She managed

Brittany’s. “The things that happened back

realized that Grace knew about her

I don’t understand. Why would

research institute, conducting live experiments-even sending your own grandson

struggling to speak. “It’s a long story. My husband, Pete Salter, his health was always poor, clinging to life by a thread of medical intervention. Then we heard about a research team in Craneville claiming

a cocktail of drugs that initially seemed to revitalize him.

series of relapses and diagnoses, it was determined that he was afflicted with multiple rare viruses, tormenting him to the brink of endurance. The Salter family was coerced into paying exorbitant

ambitions swelled, leading them to use the Salter

soon, and in that same year, Grace, with ulterior

was sharp and enigmatic, his identity largely a

the institute, Grace hoped Isaac could dismantle it from within and

ship, Isaac met a

unexpected turn of events led Grace to abandon her plan to send Isaac to Craneville, which is why their pursuers had abruptly ceased their chase during the escape.